On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

mind to her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly

Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re

but his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in

convey a message without words as

book from the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began her melodious narration of

the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth and

was surrounded by her little treasures, including

young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They were never apart

bedroom

the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little

gaze lingered on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on Cedrick’s handsome

she whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched off the

was Jessamyn’s doing that Cedrick was made well aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to stir up chaos during

opportunity to spread some

and went

contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal

incurred

reprimanded his drowsy daughter, “Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the

utterly

this? How could I possibly offend him when

feeling like a storm of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold

vice CEO of Jenson Group, Nico Jenson, personally informed me about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly

stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick

mother, joined the conversation, helping Ignatius calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to

“Okay.”

and, with a pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to

get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d

newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy Newton Group scandals made headlines from last night until this morning. I guess

looks, trying to make sense of Jessamyn’s

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